Your Golden Ass Lyrics - Califone

Early minor japanese pitcher sidearm slow tic 

A wolfish mouth 

On a mouse-ish face lady from shanghai 3rd man 

Shot wild in the house of mirrors 

Vicodin itch bite your lip take it all in 

But it ain't sticking it ain't sticking it ain't sticking it ain't sticking 

Speed and grace traded tea lites for an irish womb 

Don't you get only what you ask for every time everytime 

Comeback comeback comeback come 

Make your make your make your motion 

Corn your crown your crown your crown your 

Crown your crown your golden ass 

Blackbirds in formation blown 

Like thumbtacks spilling across a marble sky 

The key slides like olive oil into the lock 

Into the lock 

Mean old sun baring down mothers milk 

Breathe in for me bloood orange in an amaretto pool 

Don't you get only what you ask for everytime